A/N.. I'm starting this now! Hopefully it turns out okay, may turn a bit fluffy tho…just to warn ya!

Disclaimer…here we go again, the characters and words aren't mine, they belong to the great and wonderful JK Rowling…and some of the details I have taken from other's stories, and for this I am sorry, but I am not going to go back and find every story I took ideas from…so this is an apology to every I took an idea from!

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"Hermione!" A shrill voice called from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'll be down in a second mom! Just let me finish this letter." The signed the letter she had been writing and walked over to the window where a snowy owl had been drinking from the water bowl that the bushy haired brunette had set out. The owl reluctantly stuck out its leg and Hermione tied the letter to it.

"Okay, now have a safe trip Hedwig, I'll see you in a few weeks back at school."

The owl gave the girl an affectionate nip and flew off into the bright August sunshine.



Hermione walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, where her mother was sitting at the table clutching a piece of parchment, sobbing, and her father was grinning broadly turning something shiny over and over in his hands.

"Mum, what's wrong?" She walked over to her mother who looked up at her with a smile crossing her tear stained face. She handed Hermione a letter on familiar parchment and she read it.

"Dear Miss Granger,

I am very please to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Girl for your 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You are asked to report to King's Cross station on August 30th to take a private train to Hogwarts so that you can be informed on your tasks for the year. Congratulations and we will be seeing you soon.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall'

Hermione stared at the paper for a moment and then broke out into a grin you could see a mile away. Her father handed her the shiny metal badge with the engraved Gryffindor Lion on it. Both of her parents hugged her tightly as the new Head Girl thought about the coming events of the year.

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Miles away a boy sat in his room, his platinum blonde hair dripping wet as he had just got out of the shower. He looked out his window, only to see a large brown bird flying right toward him, he opened the window and let the bird fly into his room, landing on a perch where an eagle owl normally stood. He walked over to the bird and removed the package from it's leg, letting it sit on the perch for a bit of food and a rest until it flew off again.

He walked over and set the parcel on the large mahogany desk by his bed, sitting on the ladder backed chair with green dragon hide seat. He opened the package carefully and a badge engraved with a serpent fell out with a letter attached. He picked up the letter and read it.

'Dear Mr. Malfoy,

I am very please to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Boy for your 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You are asked to report to King's Cross station on August 30th to take a private train to Hogwarts so that you can be informed on your tasks for the year. Congratulations and we will be seeing you soon.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall'

A sly grin spread over the boy's face, he knew this year was going to be exhilarating, and very, very amusing. He just didn't realize how wonderful it would actually be.

He lay back on his bed and stared at the ceiling, "It would be a lot better if I actually had a friend or two that wasn't terrified of me yet," he thought aloud.

Wondering who the lucky witch was who was going to be his partner in crime that year as Head Girl he walked down to his enormous living room where his mother and father were both sitting, having a heated discussion .

"Probably that Mudblood Granger," he thought aloud again, nearing the entranceway to the living room.

"Mother, father, I have the most wonderful news, I am Head Boy at Hogwarts." He muttered to himself, he knew it was no use even telling them, they wouldn't care at all. He turned and walked back up to his room and began packing his trunk, he only had a week before his departure, only a week to think of a new way to torture the Boy Who Lived again this year.

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A/N: Sorry, short first chapter…but anyways, hope you like it, I've decided to make if from both Hermione and Draco's POV…R/R this and the next chapter, hopefully I'll have it up by the end of the night!